Chapter 75
“I wish you wouldn’t keep running off.” Henrietta fluttered back and forth before Dana in a dizzying display of ire. Like a little arc of white fire against the bright red paint job on the RV.
“Do you have any idea how many favors I have to drag in to find out where you’ve gone? I have to get an Archangel to talk to a Principality at least. This time I had to go through a Power Angel all the way up to a Virtue Angel before we could track you down.”
Dana was getting a little seasick trying to follow her circling path up and down.
“I can’t find Michelle. And St. Peter refuses to listen to me. I came that close,” she held up her thumb and forefinger just a millimeter apart. “That close to declaring a state of emergency. The only one who answered her CABER page was Mary Magdalen
